Disclaimers: Naruto is not mine, sadly. This is purely a fanfic using someone else's characters.

Warnings: This story includes strong language, violence, sexual assault, torture, sexual content (yaoi), & angst.

Chapter Warning: This chapter includes explicit sexual assault. Please do not read if this is triggering.

It's All In Your Head

Chapter 84: Disgust

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Naruto inhaled sharply but it snagged somewhere in the back of his throat. He gasped, struggling for air, his lungs shrieking in protest when he couldn't find it. Itachi didn't bother waiting for him to adjust, to breathe- he was still caught up in his own fantasies. In a reality where Naruto was begging him to hurry.

So he did.

Itachi pulled his finger halfway out then roughly slammed it back inside, and Naruto finally found his voice again. He screamed, over and over until a sob fractured it into a hundred pitiful pieces. His pleas came out just as fragmented and went just as ignored as Itachi thrust his finger deeper, his pace brutal and impatient.

Naruto tried to twist away from him, but Itachi just pressed his body closer, his hips pulsing as he rubbed his tightly restrained erection between Naruto's legs, hoping to entice a similar reaction out of him. The kind his delusions had convinced him he'd find.

Naruto could taste his stomach in the back of his throat. He was desperate to make him stop, to get Itachi to see what he was really doing. That he was violating the person he had claimed to care about. The one he had wanted to protect.

Another shriek tore through Naruto as Itachi penetrated him over and over. He struggled until he managed to get one arm out from under him, then pulled it back and bashed his elbow as hard as he could into the side of Itachi's face, a feral cry leaping from his chest. He could hear bone snap under the pressure, but there was no blood or discoloration- nothing that revealed any pain his attacker should have felt.

Itachi stopped, his finger knuckle-deep inside of the blonde's hole, but the brief pause didn't last long. Because Itachi wasn't human enough to be affected by any of it.

The Uchiha vessel slowly turned back to face him, his eyes devoid of emotion as he studied his teary gaze. He jerked his jaw to the side with a resounding crack, resetting what Naruto had dislodged, but something about it still looked.. off. Indented almost. Like the bone really was broken but the man around it had yet to notice. He didn't flinch, he didn't cry out.

And his smile never faltered.

Naruto stared at it in horror, but the painful intrusion started thrusting into him again and quickly tore his focus away from it.

"Nnhn! St-stop… pl-please stop!!"

Keeping that taut smile intact, Itachi slowly pulled his finger out of the blonde and out from his pants. Naruto wanted to believe that it was a good sign but Itachi's hand was still wrapped in that chain, keeping Naruto pinned to the bed. And that inhuman smile had yet to fade. It was very clear to Naruto that this..

This was just the start.

Itachi sat up slightly so he could reach the front of his pants and quickly unfastened them. Blue eyes widened in stark terror as Itachi shoved his own pants down his hips and his boxers with them- effectively freeing his massive erection.

"N-no.." Naruto swallowed hard and tore his eyes away from it as Itachi lowered his waist once more. He ground his length against Naruto's, leaving only the thin fabric of the blonde's sweatpants to separate them.

Naruto could feel all of it- the heat radiating off of Itachi, the power behind ever thrust as he rolled against him over and over- determined to make Naruto's desire match his. Naruto's stomach churned with revulsion, which only got worse when he realized that his body was starting to react to the friction.

No.. no, no, please don't.. please-

Itachi licked up the side of his neck, unfazed when Naruto jerked away from him. He shared another smile with the person he deemed his lover, brought his hand close to his face, and spat onto his fingers.

And Naruto knew why.

"I-Itachi, don't.." he breathed. "Ple-please, let me go."

"I want you" Itachi whispered in his hair, his hips still pulsing against him as he reached behind him once more. He found his blonde's quivering hole and pushed his finger back inside. And as Naruto gasped in pain, he forced in another.

Itachi moaned as Naruto screamed, and it took everything in the raven not to tear away his pants and fuck him on the spot. Itachi knew he needed to carefully prepare his lover if he didn't want to hurt him, but it was nearly excruciating to hold back. Which was exactly why he kept Naruto's pants on. The only reason, in fact.

After all, he needed something to keep his cock in check.

"You- you said you loved me!" Naruto screamed, grasping at anything that might convince him to stop. That might get whatever was left of the real Itachi to see reason.

"I do" Itachi breathed. He rolled his hips against him with a throaty groan. "Nnghn.. more than anything.."

"More than this?" Naruto choked.

Itachi paused and pulled back just enough to gaze down at his tempting blonde. "Of course."

Naruto felt something flutter in his chest, the frantic wings of his fractured hope. "Itachi.." he said slowly, carefully, afraid of breaking this fragile moment, "don't you want me to love you back?"

A light sparked in the dark depths of Itachi's eyes as he studied the blonde beneath them. "You know I do."

"Th-then don't do this" Naruto said, his voice shaking but hopefully not ruining whatever trance he finally had his captor under. "I.. I need to take things slow to fall in love" he added. "Don't you want to do this right?"

Naruto could see how badly Itachi wanted to ignore his words and keep going- he could feel the man's resolve throbbing between his legs, his long fingers impatiently twitching in his ass- but he seemed to have his attention all the same. Naruto winced at the pain in his backside, and Itachi noticed that too.

The fingers inside Naruto moved again and fresh fear shot through him, but Itachi wasn't thrusting deeper.

He was pulling out.

The raven slowly removed one digit then, with just as much care, took out the other.

Tears fell heavily down Naruto's face, a mix of agony and relief as the invasive fingers moved inside of him one more excruciating moment, and then finally left. Naruto felt like he was going to be sick, but he forced it back down. He couldn't let anything ruin the progress he made. Not when he was still bound and vulnerable beneath him.

Somehow Naruto had gotten through to Itachi. Past his driving desires and delusions, he had actually gotten him to listen. He could barely believe it, and he was absolutely under no false assumption that it would last. Naruto was sure that their temporary peace could shatter in an instance, and knew he'd have to tread lightly to avoid doing exactly that.

Naruto was terrified, and he was angry. He would love nothing more than to beat the shit out of the monster for doing this to him, but if he was going to keep anything more from happening he would have to play his smart. Being reactive and violent wasn't going to keep Itachi from raping him.

It was a disgusting truth, but an unavoidable one.

If you don't want things to get worse you need to fucking think, he chided himself.

Do whatever it takes to stop him.

He could still feel Itachi's hard length against him, which was making all cognitive thought exceedingly more difficult. He wasn't rubbing against him, so thankfully friction was no longer a concern, but he wasn't pulling back either. He just kept his hips pressed firmly against Naruto's- still and controlled. And yet unrelenting.

Naruto wasn't sure how to draw attention to it, how to convince him that that should stop too, so he didn't. He just.. waited, hoping that Itachi would figure it out on his own. So far, he hasn't. And Naruto was worried that the temptation would get him going all over again. He tried to stay perfectly still, to avoid any movement against it, but Itachi wasn't attempting the same thing. Every time he shifted slightly his erection moved between Naruto's legs- which did little to alleviate the guy's pent-up desires.

Don't think about it.

Please, just don't think about it.

Naruto looked up and met those inky black eyes, expecting to see a volatile beast staring back, but that wasn't what he saw. Even after everything he did to him, Itachi didn't glare down at him with malice and cruelty. Because Itachi didn't see him as his terrified victim.

He saw him as his lover.

Those dark eyes softened as he gazed back, convincing Naruto of that fact even more. He felt Itachi's hand slip away from the chain holding him down and watched him drop down on his forearms, his eyes never leaving Naruto's face.

Itachi gently brushed back long bangs and smiled at the blonde beneath him. "I forgot how shy you can be" he murmured.

Naruto flinched.

"It's ok. We can take things slower." Itachi leaned in and kissed the corner of his mouth.

Naruto gritted his teeth at the feel of those cold lips against his, at the way Itachi's want moved against him when he shifted forward. He tried not to think about any of it, to focus on doing what he had to to get out of this. Naruto forced back his disgust and disdain for the man as he met his eyes once more.

Be smart about this, he reminded himself.

"Th-thanks Itachi" he managed to choke out, though he felt slimy saying it.

He did his best not to show that too.

"Anything for you, Naruto."

Naruto gave him a weak smile, which faltered as Itachi reached down between them. "Mind if I take care of this here?" Itachi said breathily.

Naruto's eyes widened. "You mean.."

"I just want to look at you while I do it. I.. I won't fuck you yet."

Yet.

Naruto clenched his jaw, forcing back the fearful sound threatening to escape his throat.

"I.."

What was he supposed to say? Could he really tell him no? Would it even matter if he tried? But if he said yes, if Itachi really did jerk off on top of him like this, the guy could easily lose control and change his mind about waiting. And Naruto wouldn't be able to stop him if he did.

All of this came down to the Uchiha vessel's self-control. And based off of everything he had seen so far, Naruto wasn't sure there was enough of it.

"I.. I don't-"

Itachi nuzzled his face against his neck, smiling at what he assumed was his bashful blonde. "Shhh.. you don't have to say more."

Itachi wrapped the same long pale fingers that had been inside Naruto around his want and slowly moved them up and down its length, his eyes locked onto Naruto's face. Something sparked in those dark eyes and his hand moved faster, a growing frenzy that left him breathless and wanting.

Naruto could feel Itachi's hand brush against him at their closeness, rubbing against his lower stomach as he jerked off just above it. Naruto flinched. He tried to pull back deeper into the mattress, but he could still feel that hand moving against him as Itachi thrust into it over and over.

"Look at me."

Naruto swallowed hard and met his lust filled stare. Itachi's mouth opened, his breathing choppy and disjointed as he lost himself in the look of the blonde beneath him and the friction bringing him closer to his climax. The pleasure built, curling in his toes and tightening in his gut, and he pumped harder. Desire consumed everything else, and he was tempted to go back to what he wanted to do in the first place. To tear Naruto's pants down and slam his cock inside of him. To fuck him hard as he screamed his name, pain and ecstasy rolling into one.

God, he was so close..

Itachi clenched his jaw tight as he forced back his darker urges, quickening his pace as he desperately fucked his hand instead. "Say my name, Naruto.." he breathed.

"What..?"

"Say my mmnnhn.. name," he groaned back.

Blue eyes widened with horror.

This isn't a good idea.

This is NOT a good idea.

"Now" Itachi growled.

Naruto turned his head away, unable to face him- to meet those half-lidded eyes and breathe the name of the man who had defiled him.

And meant to again.

You don't have a choice.

"..Itachi" he murmured, his voice barely audible. He could feel his face flush with shame and embarrassment, tears filling his eyes once more as he was forced to resort to this.

"Mmnhn.. again."

The bed moaned as Itachi thrust into his hand without abandon, riding out the height of his climax on top of his blonde prisoner.

And sickened with himself, his situation, and the man groaning over him, Naruto did what he was told. Because he wasn't strong enough to do anything else.

"Itachi."

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Sasuke eyed the rock wall before them, searching for a weak point. The winding path they had followed into their latest hideout had led deep into the earth through a narrow dank passage and inexplicably came to a stop at absolutely nothing. There were no rooms branching off from the corridor. No lab. No signs of life. Not a single explanation for why these tunnels led so far down and why they were hidden behind Orochimaru's barrier.

Which meant there was more here than meets the eye.

Sasuke was sure of it.

He scanned the barricade before him for some sort of loosely fitted stone, maybe a jutsu rigged contraption, but he had yet to find anything. And it was grating on his nerves to no end.

"Fuck this."

Sasuke quickly did the same signs he had done when they first delved into this place and threw his palm out towards the coarse wall, eyes blazing with power and rage.

"Chidori!!"

The wall burst sending thick chunks of rock everywhere. The tunnel shook beneath their feet and Sai braced a hand against the wall as he stared down at them in dismay. "Blowing up the structure down here could cause the tunnel to collapse" he said matter of factly. "I recommend not doing that."

"Thank you, Sai, that was extremely helpful."

The brunette nodded, not noting the sarcasm in the raven's voice. "I am happy to help, Sasuke."

Sasuke turned away, already exasperated with him. "Tch. Whatever."

He stepped over the pile of rubble and made his way through a small opening and into a larger cavern where he noticed two things immediately. One, Kabuto's corpse was lying on the blood-splattered floor of what was very clearly a lab. And two, Naruto wasn't. In fact, he wasn't here at all.

But he had been. Kabuto must have brought him here, Sasuke deduced.

So where the fuck is he now?

Sai followed him inside, and Obito's shadow clone quickly did the same.

Sai did a quick scan of the room before turning back to his comrade. "He isn't here."

Sasuke's brow twitched. "You don't fucking say."

The brunette tilted his head, confused by his response. "I do. I mean, I did say it." His brows furrowed. "Should I say it again?"

"Shut up, Sai."

Sai did just that as he stepped further into the room. Obito's clone hung back by the entrance while the two went to Kabuto's mangled form and flipped him over onto his back. His chest was a bloodied mess, eyes wide with sheer terror. Sasuke stared at the hollow things for a while, surprised by the petrified look frozen inside.

"What was he so afraid of..?" he wondered aloud.

Sai pondered the mystery with him. "Do you think it was something Naruto did?"

Sasuke shook his head. "No. I don't."

He shifted his curious gaze from the snake he had hoped to kill with his own bare hands to survey the rest of his grotesque lab. Where he kept Naruto. And did god knows what.

There were several metal counters pressed firmly against the cavern wall, every surface occupied by his collection of horrific instruments. And in the center of all of it was a cot with thick leather straps hanging loosely off the sides and end- clearly meant to tie down someone's arms and legs. It sickened Sasuke to think of Naruto like that, but he couldn't get hung up on that now. He needed to gather whatever clues he could find if he was going to figure out what happened to him.

Sasuke's eyes locked onto the cot once more. There was blood on it. A lot of it. And puncture marks. Like something had been stabbed on each side. Rage sweltered in his chest. He reached out and ran his fingers over the marking, his heart a ruthless fist in his chest.

"He stabbed his hands.."

Sai eyed the marks and quickly came to the same conclusion. "But the blood on the floor seems to belong mostly to Kabuto" he pointed out. "Naruto is injured, but I don't think it's fatal."

Sasuke hoped he was right.

He lifted his head and noticed a familiar contraption tucked off to the side. His eyes narrowed on the thick lever and the small metal probes lying beside it.

"He used that to shock him last time too."

Sai felt a heaviness in his gut, and once it was there it didn't seem likely to pass. "Naruto shouldn't have to go through something like this."

"No. He shouldn't."

Sasuke moved over to the furthest metal counter, eyeing the various torture devices displayed along its length. He tried not to think about the purpose of each one as he continued his search. He didn't know what he was looking for, but Sasuke figured he would understand its significance once he found it.

And then he did.

Tucked off to the side, partially hidden behind one of Kabuto's larger contraptions, was a small leather-bound book.

A journal.

The raven didn't recall ever seeing something like this before, but he supposed Kabuto must have kept his "scientific" notes somewhere. He was a sadist, a monster, but Kabuto excused all of it in the name of science and discovery. He wouldn't want to lose the research and data he had painstakingly gathered over the years. Yes, it made perfect sense that he would keep journals. And since this one was down in this random hideout..

Maybe it has information that pertains to Naruto, he thought. What he did to him.

What he was after.

Where Naruto is now.

Sasuke grabbed the book and hurriedly flipped through it, his eyes flying across the pages. There was a bunch of medical jargon he only half understood, sketches of horrific devices the snake had intended on building, notes on some unfortunate souls he had already used and disposed of, and half-formulated ideas he had yet to go back to. Sasuke figured at some point this kind of information would be useful for figuring out what sort of damage Kabuto had already done, what monstrosities they still had time to stop, but it wasn't what he was looking for.

Sasuke shuffled through the pages closer to the end of his notes and had just flipped past a page when his hand suddenly froze.

"No.." he breathed, "that's- that's impossible.."

He slowly flipped back to the last page he had seen and stared at its contents with wide horrified eyes. He read it over and over, trying to get his brain to process what he was seeing but it just didn't make sense. A few words caught his eye though, and soon brought the picture together- even if it was still fragmented and difficult to understand.

Resurrection Jutsu.

Reanimated corpse.

Sharingan manipulation.

Until he found two words that drew in his full attention and chilled him to his marrows. Two words that made him feel even more desperate to find his blonde.

And terrified of what he'd find when he did.

Itachi Uchiha.

Author Note:

..Too much?

I considered having someone stop Itachi before he could go that far, or for some semblance of a conscience to make a glorious return, but decided against it. I mean, why make things bearable when I can just torment everyone instead?

And I fully blame my invisible angst horse, Cinnamon, for these atrocities. I refuse to take the blame. Though if you enjoyed this fucked up chapter, I will happily take all the credit. ;)